I wonder what the over/under is on how many were driven away by the headline alone. Sorry if I scared anyone off. Not really.
What the? indeed. I would love to program the above in your fucking iPod, Jessica and Billy Goldberg, and turn it up to eleven twenty. I think it matches the couch just fine, especially when I read aloud the entry on the subject of the song itself, which will truly bring out the velvety sheen of your wide-plank wood floors. Think of it as spoken word with a soundtrack. Pass the fava beans. I hope that Chianti is nice.
Welcome to the world you live in.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
BRAND FUCKING NEW SLAYER
Posted by Randal Graves at 3:02 PM
Labels: humans are insane, music
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Congrats, but personally I was looking for something with Sarah Michelle Gellar in it.
You dashed my hopes.
WTF was that?
Gees, so there is help for the musically inept!
I have a desk near a woman who sings Doris Day songs. See, things could be worse
dean, I've heard rumors that she's in the gooper camp. Not that I'd ever get rid of my Buffy DVDs, but if that's the case, ugh.
POP, that's what I listen to when I'm in a bad mood.
okjimm, dude, that was such an incredibly disturbing article. Giving up the joys of finding out about tunes on your own? With technology the way it is now, you do have time. Yikes.
She better not let those weirdo crafters find out. Wanna borrow some of my Slayer to drown Doris out?
That was scary. I had to plug my ears and hide.
My only beef is that my upstairs neighbor would shit a cinder block if I turned this up to it's deserved volume.
So I listened to it thrice as a piss-poor substitute.
Fuckin' incredible guitar player!
Are you happy? My ears are bleeding. God has bad taste if that is what he listens to. Oh, yeah, God likes W.--now I get it.
utah, very Halloween-y, no?
TCR, you should turn it up to find out if he actually does! From a technical standpoint, they can't really solo all that well; less Joe Satriani and more spattered blood upon the wall, but they can riff like mofos.
LBR, I'm ecstatic! And hey, when god is smiting, Chausson just doesn't cut it. Hey, don't equate W and Slayer!
I love your comment on "Cleveland Love." You rock!
rules!
BE, something as vital as music reduced to that? Ugh.
sal, I was wondering when one of my fellow metalheads was going to join me in praising Slayer!
whaaaa-a-a--aaaa? hunnnhh-hhhhh? I give it a 10 in the category of NOISE, as for MUSIC, well come on, who're you kiddin?
And I do believe that yes, the Christian's god, the god of the OT, absolutely DOES listen to Slayer. Makes perfect sense to me.
Blah blah blah. Just don't tell me you'd prefer to listen to crappy serialist junk instead of the dulcet tones of the mighty Slayer or I'll cast an evil eye your way.
bring it ON!
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